Novel & Cerita Santi X Nabi

If Santi could wear his dirty, mafia money everyday, he definitely would. "This your son, eh? He's so grown now! And handsome, just like his papa!" He gushes, pinching Ethan's cheeks gently. Ethan pulls away with a frown, adjusts his glasses and attaches himself more against Reina. Santi doesn’t care about the reaction, laughing heartily. He finally looks up at Reina. I see the exact moment his interest piques and my teeth grinds over each other. Why don’t they ever look away? "And who's this damsel? Quite gorgeous and young, I must say." He goes to take her hand in a handshake. Reina looks at me as if expecting me to respond for her.

Santi asked when he had gotten closer to her. Yna could smell the strong scent of pines and musk coming from the male the moment Santi wrapped his arms around her torso and pulled her closer. Her back crashed as what he intended to against his chest, and Yna haven’t had any time to hide the blush, which is evidently visible to her already reddening cheeks. Santi is shirtless, and so the heat she can feel radiating from him had filled every fiber of her with embarrassment. Though, Yna hasn’t had any idea what it is to be ashamed of. Santi is her boyfriend. Her first actually, and that had been together for almost 5 years. Imagine, and she was still meek and a little shy around him.

My smile faded when I notice he was not alone while waiting for me. A rough and stern-looking man stood beside him. Their build and frame are almost the same. Only this man’s physique is more defined and ragged. His sunburned skin defined that image even more. His expression is hard and serious. Thick eyebrows, dark brown eyes, and a pointed nose. His lips seemed to be the only soft part of him. I looked at Xander, confused. He cleared his throat and turned to the man standing beside him. “This is Santi by the way. He’s coming with us because we need to finish something. I don’t think you remember him.”